Claire Barton

"I may or may not have eaten like three pizzas and feel into a food coma for two days."

@NarfiLokason < returned, hands full of coffee so she had to open the door, rather ungracefully, with her elbows.

@NarfiLokason < she finished off her previous cup Claire poured him a cup as well as a new one for herself. It was only then that she >

@NarfiLokason stepping out of the interrogation room the archer stalked to the break room where the ever so lovely coffee machine was. As >

@NarfiLokason < coffee. "Coffee. I could get you some of you drink it?" She offered, already getting to her feet and strutting to the door.

@NarfiLokason Claire hummed in question as she followed his gaze to the cup in her hands. Suddenly she remembered, Asgard didn't have >

@NarfiLokason < to shoot a bunch of monsters flooding through a portal again."

@NarfiLokason < kind of beans those were she still had no idea. "A portal? Nothing dangerous can find it right? I really down want to have >

@NarfiLokason < cold. She knew exactly how to get the information she needed. She just had to befriend him and he'd spill the beans. What >

@NarfiLokason the archer sat back, placing her feet comfortably on the table ahead of her and recollecting her coffee so it wouldn't get >

@NarfiLokason < and hello! Here's earth!" Claire joked, unable to help herself even if she was in 'work mode'.

@NarfiLokason < together. "By accident?" She asked, leaning forward onto the table. "How? It's not like you can just walk through a door >

@NarfiLokason that had gotten her attention. Raising a brow the agent placed both the papers and her coffee down to fold her fingers >

@NarfiLokason < swiftly from the pages to him as she tucked a lock of annoyingly loose hair behind her ear.

@NarfiLokason < told me our, or their side of the story." She corrected herself before continuing. "Now I want yours." Claire's eyes moved >

@NarfiLokason < papers she'd been given. "I'm here to find out what you know and to be honest I'd like to know why you're here. SHIELD's >

@NarfiLokason "a little of both." She explained, taking a sip of her still blissfully warm coffee as she pretended to read through the >

@NarfiLokason < truthfully as she took her seat across the table from him. "So, tell me why you're here."

@NarfiLokason < nearly as impossible as they'd said. "Yes. Until we can get this whole mess sorted out at least." The archer stated >

@NarfiLokason < impossible to talk to. This was why when he initiated the conversation she was shocked, though she assumed he wouldn't be >